Peaks My Interest
I thought I saw my turn signal miss a blink. I said, ah! Just like me. Palpitations. Skipping rhythms. Your wiring knows when to blink, beat, blink, and then sometimes it just--sometimes it just--sometimesit--sometimes it just, doesn't.
I sip Christmas Blend from a mug as big as my face, admiring its body, the coffee's, not the mug's, though perhaps the mug's as well, and draw parallels between the way the liquid pans my tongue and the way this year has panned my mind.
Isolation, propagation, irritation, awolnation, speculation, interpretation, communication, ation, ation.
"Happiness is only real when shared." - Christopher McCandless
Well, gang, it's time to start over. No one who knew me knows me still. The difference between depression and isolation is that depression plateaus in a valley while isolation plateaus on a mountain. This is not a universal metaphor, and the geographic images are paradoxical, yes, but still, isolation the way I feel it sets in with the same hardships as do any adjustments to high altitudes. I survey the view and am surprised to recognize that I do so alone. Imagine the peak is the present and grows over time (also paradoxical... peaks can only erode... I really need to think these things through). In observing the decline and my past, I notice that my surprise may be rooted in naivety. I think I climbed for too long without regard to the gaps I'd created between my companions and me. The problem remains--I... don't really know how to get back down.
2 comments:
I hope you make it back down. I believe you will and I like the striking geographical images you use there. To be honest myself I am not sure where I am. I am not sure if I walk the plateaus or the deserts or valleys. I think I can effectively say I am not at the mountaintops. It's a foreign place though and that is for sure. I am not sure where to go exactly or who quite I am at this point (that sentence is probably constructed wrong). Maybe a renaissance would do me good. I hope the coming months and weeks are kind and if not I hope they reveal to you where it is God has intended you to walk.
On a separate note, good luck with the writing. I have been in a bit of a slump myself.
Rest in hope and lean on me, God is near even when your on a mountain or deep in a valley, he knows where you are and where you are going to be, fighting for yourself is the hardest let him do some of the surveying. love u.
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